Over the last month, I contacted a cousin who I hadn’t spoke to in many many years, and basically she sent over a ‘regaton’ – the metal point at the end of a garotte that sticks into the ground.
When I first did The Shepherds Leap, 20 years ago when I was 18 and took a gap year in Gran Canaria, I spent time with my dads sister and cousins..One cousin had a partner who practised the Salto del Pastor and I went along with him, spending the whole day with a garotte. I found it quite easy at the time and it was one of my favourite days. I raved about it when I got back to London, it was hard to explain to friends back then and over the years it slipped my mind until I moved to the mountainous region in Portugal. So I got in touch with my cousin, who managed to send me a regaton – see the pic below!